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Everyone asks for me but yet everyone hates to face me. For someone I am agony, for others I am relief! What am I?
I work when I play and play when I work. What am I?
I rise and fall no matter what, only at finals rest do I not budge. What am I?
It's red liquid but not liquid and it's not red. What is it?
I am gentle enough to soothe your skin, light enough to fly in the sky, strong enough to crack rocks. What am I?
I'm the source of all emotion but I'm caged in a white prison.